rubycity_ooc | [JUNE] Test Drive

Thinking of apping a character but not sure they'll fit in the city walls?

Have no fear, a meme for you is here.

Directions:

Use an RNG to choose a location and prompt, or wait for someone else to tag.

Post with your character with their name and canon on top!

If you'd like, leave contact info for people to get in contact for plotting and other such shenans.

Tag around! Make friends. Don't be afraid to chat OOC while tagging.

Locations

1.TRAIN STATION - The place where everyone gets dumped off at. Your first view of Ruby City, complete with informational posters telling you all about where you've ended up.
2. THE BEACH - Lovely year-round, though in the winter months, you're probably not likely to dip your toes in.
3. THE BLACK STALLION - A rather quaint bar. Supposedly, the burgers are great, but you don't see anyone immediately who's willing to serve you. Maybe you're meant to get it yourself.
4. THE OBELISK - The tall monolith in the center of the city marks the gathering place of many events, though right now it seems to be cold and dark.
5. THE CLOCKTOWER - Offering an impressive view of the city, several residents come here to clear their heads, if they don't mind braving the narrow staircase.
6. THE COFFEE JOINT - the front windows are warm and welcoming, and it seems there's always someone friendly enough to fix you a cup when you wander through.
7. THE CATACOMBS - Intrepid, aren't you? Those weird holes may beg exploring, but go too deep and you're going to be in a lot of trouble, considering the viciousness of the creatures held within.
8. THE CITY STREETS - All told, Ruby City is a lovely place, once you get past the fact that several of the buildings look derelict and on the verge of falling down. There's no harm in doing a little sightseeing.
9. THE PARK - You thought it'd be a lovely stroll, but the park is anything but friendly, if those approaching wolf-like creatures are any indication.
10. CHOOSE YOUR OWN - Don't like what we've come up with? Feel like picking your own place? There's a whole host of lovely locations to choose from in the City.

Scenarios

1. NEW ARRIVAL - Step off that train, walk down the street. People usually latch on to newcomers to try and help them out. Even if you look shy, the other residents probably won't be!
2. WATCH TALK - Feeling lost? Disoriented? Don't worry, everyone feels that way on their first day. Fortunately - if the signs at the station are to believed - the watch in your pocket can be used to talk to whoever else might be here.
3. BAD WEATHER - Aw, man. Whether it's snow, or rain, or just plain cold, today was definitely the wrong day to get dumped off in a City in the middle of nowhere.
4. A RUN-IN - Maybe you weren't watching. Maybe they weren't. Either way, you just bumped into someone. Perhaps apologies are in order?
5. HELP, IT HURTS - Clumsy, aren't you? Perhaps wherever the train brought you from wasn't so friendly, or you just tripped and twisted your ankle. Either way, you're in a bit of pain. Hopefully someone will notice your booboos and help patch you up.
6. HUNGRY - It isn't very obvious sometimes that restaurants are what they are, especially in a place like Ruby City. Where can a person go to get a bite to eat around here?
7. MISTAKEN IDENTITY - Hey, there's someone you know! --Or maybe not.
8. BEING FOLLOWED - Maybe you're just being paranoid, or maybe you've got a reason to be afraid. Whatever it is, it feels like there's eyes on you...
9. EVENTS - Feel free to look through our event tag!
10. CHOOSE YOUR OWN - Don't like any of these ideas? Feel free to come up with your own!

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

"I beg your-!" England's most immediate response is to prise the stranger off his arm. He looks almost scandalised to have had his personal space invaded so suddenly, and pointedly straightens the sleeve of his shirt - folded up near the crook of his elbow - before he even thinks about answering.

"Back that way," he advises, indicating up the road. "You haven't come far from it yet."

He frowns, coming to the slow realisation that this is an unfamiliar face. "I hope you don't think you're getting a train home from there. You're out of luck, if that's the case."

If Blavat is at all deterred by the reaction it doesn't show on his face at all, that smile still in place. However as he takes a moment to actually stop and look at the poor passerby he had harassed the fortuneteller freezes for a split second. This is-

But after a beat the shock is gone and he's all smiles again.

"Ah, I'm sorry if I startled you!" although he hardly sounds apologetic, "I'm just not quite the best with directions and I seem to have gotten turned around~" He offers an innocent shrug and chuckle before tilting his head.

"And why do you say that...?"

He catches the look and narrows his eyes slightly, but deigns not to mention it further and instead presses his lips together in a displeased line. The stranger certainly doesn't sound apologetic in the least, but he lives with America, who steps on his foot at least twice a week and never apologises. He can deal with this.

"Because that simply isn't how it works."

After a while, you forget that everyone else doesn't just know these kinds of things. "People get off, but they don't get on. Bloody demonic magic in my opinion."

A one-way trip, hm? Part of him had suspected as much but considering how odd the whole situation was he hadn't wanted to jump to conclusions. Well this certainly put a damper on his plans.

"Demonic, hm? No... I don't feel like that's the issue here, unfortunately." For another moment his tone is more serious, although his smile turns a bit mischievous before he continues.

"If it were something like that it would be much simpler to spot!"

"I suppose it would be. Those kinds of things have a certain aura about them."

His experience is not limited even if his experience of success is. There's really nothing like Russia's head sticking out of your floor for the third time in as many weeks to put you off black magic for good. He'd been getting annoyed.

"Come along. If you want some questions answering I'm not standing about in the street." Tone tinged with an impatience that seems simply part of him, he indicates a small shop not far from them. "It's high time for a cup of tea, if you'd like to join me."

Blavat blinks for a moment at the invitation before smiling brightly again and nodding , moving forward to follow after England to the shop. "I would love to, thank you! I could really use some tea at the moment, given everything," he chuckles again, a hand running through his unruly hair. He's intrigued as the how this person (no, not person, but that's beside the point for now) knows about those aforementioned "auras", but maybe he can poke for a little information slowly.

"Few problems can't at least be helped with a good cup of tea," Arthur comments offhandedly, utterly ignorant of the fact that this person already knows far more about him than he usually tells anyone on a first meeting. Sometimes people notice the age in his eyes, or point out when he mentions an event from hundreds of years ago that he couldn't possibly have been present at given his physical appearance, but it isn't often that people simple know.

As they walk through the door, he gestures to the booths and neat tables. "Find a seat. Now, I'll brew us a pot and you can ask what you think you need to know."

He pauses, then, half way to reaching up for a box of black tea.

"Ah, I'm Arthur. Arthur Kirkland."

Blavat chuckles at the comment as he follows along. To many people he would seem oddly composed for a newcomer to such a place, what with his rather nonchalant acceptance of being trapped in a foreign land by a supposedly one-way train. But if nothing else he prides himself in being able to keep his mood up in difficult situations. It wouldn't do to come here and make a bad impression, after all.

Once inside he settled himself into one of the booths, stretching with a hum. Another smile forms on his lips at Arthur's pause as he rests his chin on a hand. "It's a pleasure to meet you. I'm Blavat, at your service."

The composure is odd and noticed as such, but he's seen it in others enough times not to immediately question it. What it does mean, though, is that he keeps a close eye on the man. When people aren't at least surprised to find they've been whisked somewhere else, it usually means there's far more to them than first glance would reveal.

"A pleasure," he responds in kind, ducking behind the counter for teacups and a white china teapot. "I must say I've never heard Blavat used as a first name. Where do you come from?"

The accent had been noticed, naturally, and noted, but accents could be learned.

Blavat drums his fingers against his cheek idly as he waits before taking to toying with the braid on the left of his face. He's watching Arthur as he moves about, expression one of both interest and possibly something a little more mischievous.

"Oh? Well I suppose it is a little unique~" he hums before chuckling. His name is hardly the only thing about him that could be considered odd, but that's just par for the course when you look and dress like he does. "But I'm from London."

[JUNE] Test Drive

Non-human here!

That awkward moment when you meet your home country

Oh god I didn't even do that on purpose

That's even better

;D

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